SSNES: Fall of Wu'di

And what of the red haired woman and Sunekue!!!?
 
Shush, you! Forget that, or at least have the decency to pretend to. :p
 
I believe there were a few Soltyrians who managed to escape as far as to the Bralan islands, just before the undead onslaught. Due to their seafaring traditions and sheer luck, naturally, since most were headed for the Nether isles or simply traveled along the coast until the undeads killed them off the Grey Isle. Still, I doubt there is anything called "Soltyria" anymore. As for the scrolls, they were destroyed when Cha'dra fell. The magic you hid was never retrieved, I think.
 
I thought I ordered the hiding of the Nature scrolls somewhere in Soltyria? So, are they still hidden somewhere (But no one knows where) or were the scrolls indeed destroyed?

I just wondered, since your story never mentioned the zombies attacking the direction west of Dragonreach. (Atleast all the way till Soltyria.)
 
Soltyria merged with Shaemar to form the Western League two years prior to the arrival of the undeads. This window of time was not enough for them to safely retrieve the scrolls, since they were focusing entirely on the defense works of Dragonreach. This was the main reason for the Nature scrolls being lost, aside from the fact that the Soltyrians were reluctant to give information about their signature magic to the Shaemarans. Perhaps they were hoping for a day when they would be free to break out from the League and pursue their dreams. Alas, now the scrolls are lost in the sands of time, and not even the few remnants in Bralan know its location...
 
@Ken: I've done half the update already.
 
SS you can do it....finish the story.....now you aint got even a single NES to run. What else you gonna do?
 
Oh dear, Cleric. I was hoping this thread had sunk so far down it wasn't even listed on the front page. Yeah, shame on me. But I've written two stories for my (dying) Shalamari already tonight. I'm not doing this on top of that.

@Kal: Nagash sucked pretty bad in SSNES II. :p
 
SS, are you still going to continue the story? :)

(WHAM! Necrobump out of nowhere)
 
The first act of Nagash after his failure at the Grey Isle was to designate a target. He decided to deal with a small group of living first, to test his "unlimited power" on a lesser target while he allowed the East to muster for his eventual arrival. He wholly believed his might was greater than that of the living, united or not. Therefore, he wanted to give his opponents some time to muster, so that they would give him their best shot when he at last set a date for the destruction of the entire realm.

His first victim was the island nation of Kulta. The Kultans were overrun and completely assimilated over the course of a week. Many fled with their ships, but the Empire did not welcome the refugees. Thus those that did not head west for Bralan or the remnant of Old Kulta largely perished or were enslaved. All in all, Kulta was wiped out politically as well as ethnically in the blink of an eye. It was perhaps the fastest fall of them all during the entire Fall of Wu'di, and that after being in exile caused by the greatest geological upheaval in memory.

The next target of Nagash was the various Empires. He was ignorant of the fact that these isles were once the heartlands of the great realm that was the Empire of Wu'di. As it was, these isles were easier to defeat than the combined forces of the East, which was increasingly becoming a joint force, as opposed to the former alliance. With his millions of undead, he invaded the Moonshard Islands, one by one. To Nagash's annoyance, the living showed a tendency to flee, rather than fight his undead and be assimilated.

Indeed, as First Prince Crotius saw that the Fall of the Empire was now beyond undoing, he ordered every Living (increasing becoming a term throughout Wu'di) to flee to the continent. The Empire was officially disbanded only days before Crotius himself fled the capital onboard the three largest ships of the Navy. He reputedly sailed West, although some say he sailed northwards in hopes of reaching legendary lands noone had discovered before. Nothing was ever heard of him again in Wu'di.

Just as Nagash had finished his conquest of the various Empires, he discovered that he had lost quite a bit of his horde while he had traveled across the seas. He learned soon that it was the doing of the seamen of Felaskhar. While walking the seabed between the dry land, the warriors and Adepts of Felaskhar had taken out the clumsy skeletons with ease. They knew that it would only be a matter of time before the undeads would come for them en masse, so they started these raids as soon as the horde wend under the waves.

Enraged by this, Nagash prepared for a little swim so he could chat with the seamen himself. However, things were going to be a bit different than originally planned. Shezmon had caught up with him, following the trail of destruction left behind by him and his horde. And together with Shezmon came the greatest flight of dragons since the onslaught that provoked their near-extermination by the Empire centuries ago. They came like a small cloud out from the Spine of the World, and they were headed straight for Moonshard and Nagash.

This news forced Nagash to change his plans for an underseas excursion, since he knew that he could not hope to defeat Felaskhar with his horde only, and he was not prepared to let both the seamen and the dragons wear down his horde at the same time. Thus, he decided to battle Shezmon first, possibly gaining a few undead dragons in the process. A flying mount would be quite fitting for when he turned south towards the Living League.

However, fighting the dragons was far harder than Nagash expected. First of all, they were up in the air where his horde could not reach them. Secondly, they breathed balls of fire, able to incinerate scores of skeletons to ash in the blink of an eye. Thirdly, they constantly swarmed around the edges of his horde so that Nagash himself was having a hard time getting to them. Lastly, those of the dragons the skeletons managed to pin down chose "death before dishonour" (quite paradoxially), and blew themselves up in giant explosions - taking with them as many as hundred skeletons in their wake.

On top of this, there was Shezmon himself. With him was seen a unique dragon, Sapphiron, a dragon of frost where the others were of fire. Having sensed the prescence of a large dragon flight, he had approached Shezmon from his hidden lair in the Spine. Shezmon was surprised to see Sapphiron, who obviously had not heard his summons for all the remaining dragons in Wu'di. Although perplexed at the existence of a Blue Dragon, he immediately tried to dominate it, just like he had with the rest of dragonkind. Sapphiron was unaffected, but chose to act like he was under Shezmon's control so that he could fly out with them and learn of what was happening outside his lair in relative safety. Besides, humans were short-lived, and he would undoubtably outlive Shezmon. Sapphiron could fancy himself as the next Emperor in the Dragon Realm of Wu'di.

However, as Sapphiron traveled north with Shezmon, he learned that the way Shezmon dominated the dragons was by his magical might alone. sapphiron could not hope to inherit from Shezmon neither his powers nor his realm. The world, he quickly learned, was split in three factions: the Living, the Undead, and Shezmon. Shezmon, who was not quite sane, was driven only by his burning hatred against Nagash, and never even considered allying with the Living. This possibly dangerous insanity, plus having to follow Shezmon's every order, caused Sapphiron to lose interest in continuing his travels with the flight.

As the horde was found, and the unending slaughtering of skeletal abominations began, Sapphiron found himself on the sideline. Since he did not breathe fire like the rest, Shezmon deemed him unfit for fighting the undead. This gave Shezmon the idea of using Sapphiron as his personal mount so that he would have a better vantage point for unleashing his fiery fury. This was the last straw for Sapphiron, who went away to see Nagash. Flying swiftly directly above the heart of the horde, he quickly spotted Nagash together with his artifact. Nagash, who at once understood that this was not just another dragon, did not attack Sapphiron at sight, but welcomed him instead.

Sapphiron, who had come to Nagash to see if the Undead faction was a better place for him, was surprised to find Nagash's power base quite similar to that of Shezmon. Again, he decided to move along, but first he wanted a small revenge against Shezmon for the long weeks of feigned servitude. It had long been a mystery for Nagash how Shezmon, a mere human, had posessed such great magical might. Now he learned that it was tied to dragonkind, and that it would all but vanish if dragons ceased to exist. Furthermore, by learning that Shezmon was dominating the dragons, he saw a chance to break him in one swift strike.

Seeking to escape from Nagash before he decided to destroy him, Sapphiron proposed that he scout for the exact location of Shezmon so that Nagash could put his plans into action. Instead, he fled south, to the Living. Nagash had expected this, but was not overly distraught by it. He instead waited for the break he had been waiting for all the time: a successfully slain dragon with a corpse intact for animating. He knew it might cost his horde dearly, but he could not move without moving the entire horde, so he did not have much choice. Luckily for him, he did not have to wait for that long.

Apparently, the tedious task of wearing down the horde had taken its toll on Shezmon's patience. He gathered all the dragons, and went for a massive direct assault at Nagash and his Rod of Power instead. This Last Ride of the Dragons was to be the fateful turning point in the war. Shezmon did not know it, but he was effectively giving up his entire control over the dragons by it. As with the First Dreadskull, his ability to dominate the dragons was suppressed as he went straight for the Rod of Power. The flight wavered, then dispersed chaotically, as suddenly individual dragons found themselves in a strange scene of endless fields of animated skeletons. Not remembering anything since their domination back in the Spine, they were quite confused, and forgot all thought about destroying Nagash or obeying Shezmon.

Naturally, this left Shezmon alone, in a vast horde of undead, faced with the immense power of Nagash, without any hopes of escape. He accepted it as fate, and went on a killing (unkilling?) spree at once, trying to take as many undead as possible with him. Nagash on the other hand, was not aware that he had suppressed Shezmon's dominance over the dragons, and went on with his plan to diminish SSsshezmon's power by exterminating the dragons. Where his plan had initially been to march straight for Shezmon in an attempt to force him to concentrate his flight on his defense, the situation as it was proved quite favourable. Soon, dragons were fighting their own kind in the skies above the horde, as Nagash quickly slew and animated them one by one.

Then Shezmon, manifested as a ball of fire, sped through the horde directly towards the Rod of Power. In one huge explosion that nearly destroyed Nagash as well, the artifact was undone. The remaining dragons dispersed, and all that was left was a vast plain of ash and bones. Nagash, who managed to survive the hell on earth, found himself set back immensely. Now he had to manually maintain control over his horde, and he was even more tied to it than before. And he still had a world to conquer. Worst of all, the one responsible for it was gone - beyond his bottomless thirst for vengeance.

Meanwhile, Sapphiron had reached the nation of Clous. His appearance there was to impact the Living League greatly, and he was to be known as The New Doom...
 
@Thlay- Indeed. I actually wanted my guy to become pure evil when he took the relic, but it didn't happen, regrettably. :(
 
Bah. A lich with mere years behind him could never tap into the true powers of the Dreadskull anyway. And the chapter isn't finished yet! :)
 
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